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Leave it on the Table

Throw the dice, walk away not looking at them. The act is much more necessary, than any outcome. The pig I shot as a youth, is still squealing, we ate almost all of it, until the grease sickened us. After the bullet cracked into its skull, we all looked, when we should have walked away. Toss a coin in a slow-time movie, let it fall until you don't care if it turns up heads or tails. You may have to wait a long while, but you can do other less risky things. in the meantime.

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